Have you noticed the game of tag Satan tries to play with Jesus, Dear Reader? Why does the evil one keep believing he will ever outwit the Creator of the Universe?
O Lord, all my life I heard the prophecy of Isaiah, the hope for a Savior, but now I am distraught. I see no hope around me. Your godly king, Josiah, is gone. Will you raise up another?
Dear Reader, I'm learning that God not only loves me, He loves encouraging me to grow. That may mean second chances, new opportunities, roadblocks or even dead ends. NEVERTHELESS, the God of Heaven and Earth has promised to never leave me.
James and I were chatting about the brains and maturity of adolescents last week. Love and potential aren't always enough to camo the lack of development in that darn frontal lobe.
Let's face it folks, we've all been there. Our star athlete is flunking algebra because she never turned in an assignment. Or the captain of the debate team locked the keys in the car in the student parking lot during the last football game of the season. And then she does something that blows you away.
Sweet tea and my lap warmer are definitely among my simple pleasures, but one of my favorite simple pleasures is the beauty of the children I love sleeping.
It's pretty calming when Maisie relaxes on my lap. And who doesn't love the gentle whooshing sound of kitty snores? All that pales in comparison to sleeping beauty.
I'd been waiting for nearly four months for the appointment. I thought of it as a necessary nuisance, but I still didn't want to miss it.
And then God chose to laugh at the meteorologists. What month was it anyway?
Do you remember, back in the day, when kids loved running and jumping in piles of leaves? When it wasn't against most city ordinances for a home owner to burn those piles?
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